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[aquaritos]

₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎  noé﹕synonym of f͟r͟e͟e͟ therapy!

[eroticdarling]

𝓣𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓼𝓼𝓵𝔁𝓽 𝓢𝓵𝔁𝓽𝓬𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻

Heyyy, Lovebears! Welcome to Slutopia's first annual 2023 Slxtcember event~!

♡ please remember that some of my works may contain triggering content and kinks that might not be for you. Don't read something you are uncomfortable with.

♡ 𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬://𝐰𝐰𝐰.𝐬𝐥𝐱𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦 — Slutopia

₊˚⊹♡ 𝓢𝓵𝔁𝓽𝓬𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽!

♡ Important — The characters will be added each day, of course, and there will be headcanons, one-shots, and full-written

♡ The definition of each kink will already be in the fic

♡ Slxtcember Kink List

♡ Edited — I desperately need to finish this idc 😭

☆ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞 — 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔

☆ 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 — 𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊

● 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑺𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆!

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑨𝒃𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Haruchiyo Sanzu | Tokyo Revengers |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 ♡ 𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Satoru Gojo | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ♡ 𝑵𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Kyojuro Rengoku | Demon Slayer |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 ♡ 𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Luck Voltia | Black Clover |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ♡ 𝑷𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Aizetsu | Demon Slayer |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱 ♡ 𝑾𝒂𝒙 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Eren Yeager | Attack On Titan |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑫𝒓𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Grimmjow | Bleach |

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗧𝘄𝗼!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ♡ 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒆𝒙 ♡

Choso | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 ♡

Deidara | Naruto |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑫𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Akutagawa Ryūnosuke | Bungo Stray Dogs |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒓𝒏 ♡

Ryusei Shido | Blue Lock |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 ♡ 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Noe Archiviste | The Case Study Of Vanitas |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒆-𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Aki Hayakawa | Chainsaw Man

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒂 ♡

Ranpo Edogawa | Bongo Stray Dogs |

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 ♡

Keiji Akaashi | Haikyuu |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑹𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑺𝒆𝒙 ♡

Sanemi Shinazugawa | Demon Slayer |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑶𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 ♡

Wakatoshi Ushijima | Haikyuu |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Touya (Dabi) Todoroki | BNHA |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑬𝒙𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒎 ♡

Toji Fushiguro | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 ♡ 𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Gladiolus | Homesick |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑩𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Yami Sukehiro | Black Clover |

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗙𝗼���𝗿!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 ♡ 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 ♡

Garou | One Punch Man |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ♡ 𝑭𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Ogun Montgomery | Fire Force |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 ♡ 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

Jean Kirstein | Attack On Titan |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ♡ 𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑶𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔 ♡

Portgas D. Ace | One Peice |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱 ♡ 𝑮𝒖𝒏 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 ♡

Manjiro (Mikey) Sano | Tokyo Revengers |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ♡ 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 ♡

Shoko Ieiri × Suguru Geto | Jujutsu Kaisen |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ♡ 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒙 ♡

Shinmon Benimaru | Fire Force |

𝗧𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗡𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗵 - 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁!

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒎 ♡

Nanjō (Joe) Kojirō | Sk8 The Infinity |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 ♡ 𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡

Sai | Naruto |

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ♡ 𝑩𝑫𝑺𝑴 ♡

Dazai Osamu | Bungo Stray Dogs |

𝓣𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓼𝓼𝓵𝔁𝓽 © 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓪𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓮, 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮, 𝓪𝓷𝓭/𝓸𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮.

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾!

[noellerain]

Antithetical ♡ [suguru x afab!reader]

noe: this man is living rent-free in my mind for days now so you can consider this fic a brainrot/love letter to this gorgeous son of a bitch.

Warnings: [ DEAD DOVE! ] dark smut, noncon/rape (reader to Suguru), somnophilia (reader to Suguru), femdom, babytrapping (reader to Suguru), profanities (vulgar words), intoxication, spitting, implied that Suguru is drugged but not by the reader, obsessive behavior (reader to Suguru), proofread once, Gojo has a cameo lol, just over all madness. [LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED SOMETHING! THANK YOU!]

+ BLOCK, DON'T REPORT!

[If you read the warnings then proceed to click/press the cut button, you consent on reading the dark material below.]

Suguru Geto is midnight personified. His jet-black hair reminds you of the night sky when it's void of the moon and the stars. His eyes are blackholes that can consume your entirety if you look hard and long enough. His scent smells like the Earth after rain: a unique, addicting scent that makes your stomach flip yet still brings you a sense of warm melancholia.

Suguru Geto is way out of your league. You know that. But while everyone is fawning over his annoying best friend, Satoru, your love-struck eyes are fixated on that enigma of a man. Just one look, whether it's intentional or in passing, can shake and blow you away like the flimsy petals of dandelions.

Tonight, as you stand in the dark corner of Satoru's living room while everyone else drinks and dances to the rhythm of the song booming from the speakers, the walls seem to close in on you. 

There he is, sitting on the couch with his arm around a girl. His hair is up in its usual bun; tresses hanging on the side of his face. He's wearing a simple white shirt and black cargo pants. The simplicity amplifies his good looks.

They say that he and Satoru are two different sides of the same coin. Satoru's boisterous personality is on the face; one look at him and your alarm immediately goes off. Meanwhile, Suguru's serenity is the reason why he catches people off-guard when his true colors show.

He is a fucking mastermind. He plays the good guy role; carefully making the bed and patiently inviting his victim to lay down on it. Perhaps that's their difference: Satoru's always in a rush, his thirst never quenches. Suguru, on the other hand, takes his time. You conclude that it makes the game more enjoyable to him. That sweet, sweet reward of fucking someone dumb after all the efforts you exert may be Suguru's personal brand of drugs.

He leans closer to the girl, whispering something in her ear. She laughs and the bubbling jealousy in your chest tastes more bitter than the liquor you're currently drinking in a red cup.

It's a vicious cycle of his. For two years now, you've been nothing but a bystander. Always in the corners, watching. You've seen him lay out an elaborate plan, working his way down to different women's panties. When he finally gets what he wants, he puts his pants up and throws them away like ragdolls. Then he puts his façade— back to square one again and again and again.

Your face contorts into a frown when he smoothly puts his hand on the girl's knee. From your perspective, it looks unintentional; like his hand just happens to be there. She smirks at him, obviously enjoying the situation she's in. Your eyes narrow on his long, slender fingers, now gently rubbing her skin. It's fucking funny how life slaps you in the face over and over; there he is, the object of your obsession, sitting next to someone else, to anyone else, to everyone else but you.

His fingers slide up her thigh and give them a squeeze; the hem of her miniskirt bunches up on her lap. Your mind is beginning to go into overdrive. It's so unfair. So fucking unfair. What do others have that you don't? You take a big gulp on your drink.

"Oh? What a pleasant surprise!" Satoru's loud voice snaps your mind to sanity; your soul back to the dark corner where you're standing.

You look up at him as he strides lazily over to you, a red cup in his hand as well. He's wearing a tight black shirt and jeans that hang loosely around his waist. "I don't usually see you at my parties. What's a pretty girl doin' here in the dark?"

He leans against the wall and takes a big gulp on his drink. You don't humor his attempt for a chat. You can still feel your simmering envy as you look down on the brownish liquid in your cup.

"Not gonna entertain me, huh?" He laughs; an annoying sound that grinds your ears. "I understand, though. After all, I have a better vision than my best friend over there."

You whip your head to him, confusion all over your face. Heart beating loudly in your chest at the mention of Suguru, his one and only friend. Your lips are pursed and your brows are deeply furrowed. "What do you mean?"

He drinks again, his electric blue eyes glimmering with malice. When he puts down his cup on his side, he gives you an impish smirk. "Heh. Watch."

He pushes himself off of the wall and begins to walk away. But before he's beyond your earshot, he yells: "Second floor, last room on the West wing!"

You roll your eyes. As usual, Satoru is a menace. A baffling menace. You do not get a single word he says and you have no plans on trying. After all, guys like him are meant to be heard, not to be listened to.

Your eyes go back to Suguru. He's still on the couch but fortunately, his hands are now off the girls' body. Instead, he's pressing his forehead with his thumb while his eyes are shut tight as the girl next to him continues to babble away. The sight strikes some chords in your heart. You notice the creased skin between his forehead. It only goes away temporarily when Satoru appears and hands him a red cup.

You gnaw on your bottom lip as he taps on his forehead again with the pad of his thumb. You glare at the girl whose red lips continue to move. What is she even saying to him?

Your mind begins to wander. If it's you who's next to him right now, you're fairly certain that you won't be talking at all. You'll stare at him and listen to everything he says; hang on to every word. But Suguru is not selfish like Satoru. You know that it will be a conversation between the two of you; not just him yapping away like Satoru does.

Your heart skips a beat just by imagining how he'll look at you while you talk. He will nod, smile... Laugh. Gives you pennies for your thoughts. You pray to a higher power for the chance though you're certain that you won't be able to mutter anything coherent.

A few minutes pass by and the girl leaves. Suguru also leaves and a part of you dies inside again and again every time you see him with another girl. Where are they going? Is he going to sleep with her? Kiss her, touch her, claim her in places your mind does not dare to imagine? You finish your drink in one gulp before storming to the kitchen to grab more.

Your childishness tells you that your anger and envy are valid. After all, you've been pining over Suguru for two years now. Every time you try to move on, there is a pang of guilt in your heart. You never had him but he lives in the trenches of your heart, his name emblazoned in your mind.

But the rational part that's left of your intoxicated brain tells you that it's wrong. That you have no right to feel this way. Suguru doesn't even know you. How can you let him put a chain in your limbs and control you this way?

You wipe the liquor that dribbles down your chin. You look up and see through your hazy eyes that there are less people in the living room now. What time is it? You look down on the bottle of alcohol that you're cradling in your arms. Hiccuping, you realize that you drank half of its contents.

You stand up and the world around you begins to spin rapidly. Your knees feel like boiled noodles, unable to keep themselves upright. But still, you persevered. You leave the living room, determined to see Suguru. You decide that the madness has to stop once and for all. You can't live your life—

"Second floor, last room on the West wing!"

"Fuck you." you mutter beneath your breath as you hit your head with your fist repeatedly. For some reason, Satoru's voice decides to pop up out of nowhere.

You hiccup and begin your search to find Suguru. You look for him outside, trying to spot him in smaller crowds. At the pool area, staring at the people fucking on the water, the bathrooms… he's nowhere to be found.

You crawl your way upstairs, opening the rooms but either they're locked, empty or some people are fucking like rabbits inside.

You squint your eyes as you peek through the crevice of another door you opened. Another couple is fuck— wait. The jeans pooling on his ankles, the tight black shirt and the messy mop of white hair...

"Satoru," you drawl, inserting your head through the space between the door and the doorframe.

He whips his head, bullets of sweat dripping down his face as he smirks. "Hey. Anything I can do for ya?"

His breath is labored as he speaks; his hips continuously drilling against the girl's cunt. You can't see her from the angle but knowing Satoru, he's into beautiful girls. Beautiful, whiny girls. Her moans sound pretty, too.

"Where's Suguru?" You ask, blinking slowly.

"Told ya," he laughs. "Second floor, last room on the west wing."

"K," you sigh. You close the door and pray for the poor girl. You've never seen Satoru in action before but gods, are the rumors right. He is merciless and bursting with vigour.

You drag yourself to the last room on the West wing. Frankly, you don't even know what you're going to say to him. Does he even know you? Is he going to even hear you out?

Dread fills you to the brim when you stop in front of the door. What if he's not even here and Satoru is just messing with you? Worse, what if you see him fucking someone else inside? Gods.

You slap your cheeks to try and get a hold of what's left of yourself. It's a good thing that you're still somewhat sober despite drinking half of that bottle. You thought the liquor will make you forget but here you are, about to make the most stupid choice you've possibly ever done in your life.

Staring hard at the door, you take a sharp breath in. Your shaking fingers close around the cold knob before slowly turning it. The door finally opens and you feel your heart throb in your chest.

You peek inside then gasp in surprise.

"Su... Guru?" You whisper, pupils blown wide from the sight sprawled in front of you.

He's laying down on the mattress with his luscious long black hair spilling on the pillows. His eyes are closed and his chest is heaving erratically. Bullets of sweat drip down his forehead and there is a deep frown on his face. He seems asleep but he looks far from being peaceful.

You enter the room; your eyes languidly take in the curves of his shoulders, the muscles on his arms and his chiseled torso that are illuminated by the shaft ray of moonlight pouring through the window. Suguru always opts for loose clothing; his naked image that you've sculpted in your mind is a drastic comparison to the real thing. You thought he's going to be built like the gods but... He isn't. There is still softness; a mix of godhood and humanity in his features and your fingers twitch with the desire to touch and hold him.

Your eyes travel down his black sweatpants. The poor garment is hanging on for its dear life on his prominent v-line. His lower abdomen has a pathway of light black bush that leads to his...

You swallow thickly. There is an indentation of his dick against the fabric. You know it's wrong but your body begins to feel that familiar warmth. Here he is, the source of your mirth. The destination of your late night adventures when deep-seated desires stir. The subject of your dreams, of your fantasies, the muse of your high as thick hot cum dribbles down your inner thighs while you gasp for air; reality settles and you feel pathetic with your fingers knuckle-deep inside your cunt.

You should leave. But then what? Remain on the sidelines, longing for him, envying other girls and touching yourself to the idea of him? Here he is, served with his walls down. If you can have him once, just once…

You close the door. The sharp sound of the lock's bolt sends tingles all over your body. Slowly, you approach him. Shame burns your gut and makes your cheeks flushed. But you're here. You're here now. What matters is right now.

Slowly, you kneel in the space between his spread legs. The mattress shifts and you eye him nervously. But Suguru is still in deep sleep even when you pull down the waistband of his sweatpants and his cock springs free.

"Ah..." You breathe out, calming your heart. It's beating in your ears now as you stare at his length that's resting on his lower stomach.

The picture of his dick that you've crafted in your head is similar to the real deal and that makes you uncharacteristically giddy. It's on the longer side and its bulbous crown is pinkish in color.

With shaking fingers, you reach for it. He stays still even as your hand closes in around the base and gives him a few pumps.

"Suguru…" you whisper. The normalcy of you whispering his name like a prayer is true only in your bedroom as you touch yourself. But right now…

You continue your ministries as you stare at him anxiously. Is he going to wake up? A part of you wishes he does. Hoping that you will get to experience the stories you've heard from the women he fucked before. For him to watch you as you serve him, the memory ingraining in his mind. Your chest burns with envy again but you get a grip of yourself.

Who cares? The pad of your thumb caresses his tip. Your experience will be different. Exclusive.

You lean your entire torso down, your ass hanging in the air. You purse your lips and gather a blob of saliva before spitting it out on his dick. You use your own fluid as lube, pumping him a little bit faster now.

"So pretty, Suguru," you giggle when he breathes deeply. His cock is smooth and it's now starting to take a rigid stance. "I'm sure you taste pretty, too."

You descend your lips and pepper his length with feathery kisses. Lolling your tongue, you give him a few kitten licks, particularly the tip that you find endearingly charming.

He smells so good, too. Sweet like warm vanilla. You open your mouth and shove his length in. He's a bit longer than what you can take so your hands wrap around what's left of his dick, pumping it simultaneously as you bob your head.

He moans in his sleep, tossing a bit. Tears prick your eyes when his length hits the back of your throat. Your hands instinctively squeeze his hips, putting him in one place. You hollow your cheeks and pick up your pace, tongue swirling and licking the tip that's now leaking with precum.

"Haaa…" he gasps and you freeze.

You look at him; your eyes widen when you meet his dilating pupils. "W-what…"

He seems at loss but he doesn't push you away. Suguru blinks a few times at you as he heaves. You can almost see the cogs in his brain turn as he takes it all in.

You quickly release his dick with a loud pop before straddling him by the waist. "Shhh… It's okay."

You cup his face as panic settles in your nerves. You stare deeply into his eyes but notice that they're… absent. It's as if they are somewhere else even though they're looking at you.

"It's fine," you whisper. "It's fine. You're good. Trust me."

His head falls back on the pillows and he winces. You take the chance to finally kiss him, your legs pressing against his sides. He lays motionless, his eyes now closed. Panic dissipates from your nerves… now replaced by the thrill of it all.

You cup his cheeks and forcefully slither your tongue in. You shut your eyes and moan into his lips; he tastes like peppermint. Hollowing your cheeks again, you suck on his tongue.

When you pull away, a string of saliva keeps your lips connected. He opens his eyes, whispering something along the lines of "Who are you?"

You don't answer. Instead, you kiss and lick his skin. Worship every nook and cranny of his flesh, marking him. Your hands are all over the place too, touching him, staining his body with your shameless, scorching affection that you can no longer contain.

Your mouth envelops around his nipple as your other hand kneads on the other. You look up at him while you suck like a starved baby. He groans, his weak body trembling a bit.

"You like it?" You ask, swirling your tongue on his perked nipple. "You like being sucked like this, Suguru?"

He mumbles something that you didn't catch and do not honestly care about. Your lips go south, reaching his happy trail and his cock again.

"S-sto…p," he sighs when you press your face against his dick. "Stop… it…"

"But it makes you feel good, though…" you reply. "See? You like it. You're hard."

You shove it in your mouth again. Suguru groans like an angel as his hips buck upwards; his dick reaching the back of your throat again. He says he wants you to stop but his entire body's reaction does not match his words.

"Stop!" He screams, trying to pull away. But you keep your head in place, gripping his hips. Greedily, you suck him off until his cock trembles and spurts hot ropes of milky cum in your throat.

You pull away and swallow hard— he tastes salty. You smirk at him. He's frowning while gasping for breath.

"Wh…"

"Shhh," you shush him, leaning down and kissing his cheek. "It's alright. You taste so good, Suguru."

The words spilling out of your mouth, as well as the desire that is overtaking your body are beyond the heavens now. Your mind is in a haze and your pussy pulsates with need. You want him. You want him so bad it hurts.

"You seem weak," you whisper. "What happened to you?"

"I…" he mumbles.

You coo and kiss him again. "Shhh. It's okay. You're safe with me. I love you so much, Suguru. I love you so, so much."

You sit up on his stomach and take off your top. Your breasts spill out of the garment and Suguru can only watch with droopy eyes.

"I've always wanted you…" you mutter as you lift your hips. You take his hand and bring his fingers to your mouth to suck them.

When they're wet enough, you guide them to your aching cunt. You hold onto his index finger and use it to rub your warm clit. You keep your eyes on him as he remains still, letting you do whatever you want. He looks confused and it makes your heart ache. What's going on with him?

"Gonna put 'em in…" you whisper and slowly ease in two of his fingers inside you. 

A moan rips out of your lips when his slender fingers fit snug inside your walls. You move your hips— up and down, up and down until his entire fingers are coated with your cum.

You take them off, licking the middle finger before you align the index in his mouth. He whips his head to the side— a stubborn act of defiance that makes you annoyed.

"What the fuck? You did this with other girls, I bet. Other girls that don't fucking care about you," you angrily snap, cupping his jaw. "And you can't do it for the one who loves you? How dare you?!"

You squeeze his cheeks until his lips form a small opening. You shove his index finger in, coated with your cum. With a maniacal smile on your lips, you watch as he struggles.

"I taste good, right?"  You laugh and kiss him on the lips, tasting your own essence on his tongue. "I taste so good."

"S…sto—"

"Sh," you hush him. "Don't say anything. I don't want to hear you talk. I only want to hear you whine and moan. Understood? Such a good boy, Suguru."

You get off of him. Hastily taking off your jeans and underwear, Suguru's eyes widen in panic. Before he can move away, you position yourself on his waist, straddling him again into place.

"I was so fucking envious of the girls you fucked," you laugh. "They say you're good in bed. I'm a bit sad that you're too weak to show me but don't worry, okay? I love you. I love you so much, I'm going to make you feel good."

Suguru shakes his head when he sees you lift your hips. He winces when he feels you drag his dick along your clit, using your cum as lube. You spit on the crown before finally shoving him in.

You hiss in pain as his bulbous tip bullies its way inside you. Suguru thrashes for a bit before you finally take him all in. Eyes rolling to the back of your head, you quickly move to ease the pain; bouncing your hips on his cock.

You look down and see him completely helpless. He's too intoxicated to even think straight, moreso move. It delights you to see him like this; beneath you as you use him like your personal toy.

"Suguru," you gasp for breath, leaning closer to him. "Does it feel good? I feel so good."

He whips his head to the side again but you don't care this time. You're too lost in the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of you; caressing your gummy walls perfectly.

You anchor your hands on his chest and pick up the pace of your hips. It's starting to strain your legs and thighs but you're determined to reach the highest of highs. Strings of whimpers and groans escape his lips. You laugh upon realizing that he doesn't have a condom on and you're not taking any pills.

"Hey, Suguru—" your breath hitches in your throat when he hits that particularly sweet spot inside you. "You're gonna be so mad at me when you wake up tomorrow. Might as well get my fill, huh?"

It's all getting in your head. You arch your back as you put your hands on his knees to anchor yourself. You throw your head back, sliding in and out of him with ease. The squelching sounds of your skins are music to your ears.

Your mind wanders as your legs begin to tremble. God. What happens if you get pregnant? Just the thought of carrying Suguru's baby makes your entire body tingle and the knot in your lower belly tighten. You look down at him and smirk.

If by chance, you get the privilege of carrying his child, will he stay in your life? That's uncertain. But one thing's for sure and that is you will have a piece of him with you forever. A laughter slips out of your lips as the knot in your belly loosens and turns into a mess— hot cum gushes out of you and sprinkles his lower abdomen.

But you continue to move despite your shaking body. You need him to reach that high. You need him to cum deep inside you and fill your womb. Suguru's hips stutter as he lets out a guttural growl. You laugh once again when you pull out and see his sticky cum drip down your inner thighs. Quickly, you gather the fluid and shove your fingers inside you, not letting a drop go to waste.

The reality sets in, akin to the times you spent alone in your bed. But this time, it's different. You don't feel pathetic. Matter-of-fact, you feel happy. Your dream is now fulfilled. This experience is yours and yours alone. And even if Suguru fucks other girls, it doesn't matter anymore. You have a piece of him in you now. You're certain that no girls had their ways with him until you. You were in charge and that made you feel powerful.

Suguru's eyes flutter until they finally close. Sweat drips down his forehead as his chest begins to heave deeply. His face does not look like he's in pain anymore and that makes you smile.

You lean towards him and kiss him for the last time on the lips before you get dressed. You pull up his sweatpants, his cock now flaccid. You don't bother wiping him clean. Even just for tonight, you want him all over you.

You leave the house with your head above the clouds; your throbbing cunt misses him already.

[ruumirmir]

𝘈 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘗𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘛𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴

Part I Part II

ੈ♡˳ Author's◇ note - Haha what if I pretended my shamelessly OCfied male reader was a character :))) Here's to me doing everything possible to build up my "reader" lore. Everything except actually drawing and naming him 😭 If you're curious about previous posts regarding my mans, you could skim over These!! Me when writing this: im gonna make up SO MUCH BULLSHIT about snezhnaya and the other harbingers.

𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 : ENG - Stephen Fu (Noe Archiviste from Vanitas no Carte) JP - Kento Ito (Dan Heng from Honkai Star Rail)

𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 : October 19 (Libra)

𝘈𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Northland Bank of the Fatui

𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Hydro

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Cygnus Venatici (The Hunting Swan)

A senior branch manager of Snezhnaya’s Northland bank. As a fatuus, he is formally well-known as the Venator Dux, who mans the Snezhnayan Order of Gold and Exchange founded by the Ninth Harbinger. He hunts in pursuit of the Tsar's vision, but his loyalties are far removed from her.

𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦-𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 Ah, the renowned traveller, in the flesh. A visitor to each of the seven nations, while your reputation has run across the continent twice over. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. If you've heard of the Snezhnayan Order of Gold and Exchange, that'd be me who's in charge of it. I am one of the agents within Lord Regrator's primary circle of officials, so you may address me as Venator dux.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 I've been in my respective position for over a decade now, and for the last four years, have come across choice tales surrounding your name. A big fan of your work, really! Lord Regrator has had his interest piqued for a while now... so for the sake of civilized peace and alliance, let's get along... shall we? Try not to cause any trouble and I might consider putting in a good word for you.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘋𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘴 A large bulk of my work is centered around days of scrawling pen over paper... but really, one can only digest hefty documents for so long. I've had my fill for many years on end-... now, I'd prefer to partake in more physical tasks.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 I fear the new batch of rookies are growing too lax in their combat training… perhaps it was my uninspiring teaching method today. As a Venator, it simply won’t do to disappoint them. Traveller, would you help a man out and join the session today? The trainees could do with a fresh perspective on things.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐𝘵 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴

No shelter to be seen... here's to praying that you don't catch a cold. Oh don't worry about me, I seldom get sick.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 I've always wondered how the real clap of thunder would feel in comparison to a shock of electro. Unless you want to volunteer for that, watch your step.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐𝘵 𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 Eh... I've seen it once, I've seen it a thousand times. That being said, the nights that are covered in an impossibly slow curtain of snowfall are some of the rarer times I stop to admire it.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘯 𝘐𝘴 𝘖𝘶𝘵 Finally. Some real warmth to my face. I am but a simple man, languishing like a wilted flower in the absence of our sun's blazing gaze.

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵 Actually... I think I might just prefer the miserable winter cold over this.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘐𝘴 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 What's with the aggressive breeze today? Does the Anemo archon have bills to pay?

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 Good morning. I was about to stop by the city lake on my way to the bank and feed the local geese. You can come along if you'd like. Keep your distance from Tatiana though. She bites.

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 On a slow lazy day, I'd be waking up around noon. Fortunately, the weekend is right around the corner, so I can do just that.

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 Although the Northland "bank" closes to the public by evening, the building itself stays open till midnight for other classified affairs. So I may as well make the most of my break time before I'm needed again.

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 Oh, I must've lost track of time. It's quite late into the night, so before I go, let me walk you back to whatever establishment you're staying at... Oh, uh- I'm... not sure I heard you correctly. You said you live... inside... a teapot...?

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘚𝘯𝘦𝘻𝘩𝘯𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘯 𝘖𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 It was the very first decree of order at the hands of Lord Regrator when he came into power as a Harbinger many years ago; to inaugurate a faction dedicated to rearing the potential he painstakingly carved into the foundations of the Northland bank. It is just as the name implies. An executive body responsible for developing economic policies and providing regulation, consulting, and forecasting of socioeconomic and business development, ranging from simple roadside shops to production factories-Oh, have I lost you? Haha... don't apologize, I've seen that expression a couple times before. In simple terms: we help run the nation's cycle of mora, trade system, and citizen’s businesses.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 4] The title bestowed upon me, Venator Dux, signifies not just leadership but mastery over a successful hunt- or in some cases, a successful business strategy. The master hunter requires a discerning eye, a mind that can decipher the intricate patterns woven by our adversaries. Information is our ammunition, and knowledge is the silent arrow that strikes before the prey even realizes the hunt has begun.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘜𝘴: 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘴 Various forms of dance and song are the lifeblood of Snezhnaya’s festivals. During fall, you’ll find multiple dance troupes and clowns passing each village, town, and city to perform. I personally look forward to the dancers.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘜𝘴: 𝘓𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] Your little companion has stuck with you since day one? Truly? That is… a highly admirable trait, one that I will always stand by. Loyalty is not a mere pledge, it anticipates the unspoken desires of another; a commitment that transcends the superficial bonds of allegiance. I keep this ideal close to my heart... for only a single person.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 I was hesitant to use a delusion in the first place, so frankly, I’m glad to have been gifted this for whatever reason I was found worthy of. However… Lord Regrator harbours an uncanny dislike for my vision. It’s not something that has been brought up, but I can read between the lines.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 You didn’t hear it from me, but I encourage the employees at the bank to keep a list of all the infuriating and rude customers. It’s to spice up all the sparring and combat practice sessions by naming and dressing up the dummies as people they’d like to kick- Ha!

𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 This wintry climate is harsh and unsustainable for various flora and fauna. The Charmomila flower doesn’t care about any of that. They’ll grow in obnoxious places if they want to. The real deal comes from the summer butterflies that feast on its nectar. After a while their wings turn a beautiful honey-yellow, which are harvested and brewed into the sweetest and most expensive nonalcoholic beverage you’ll find around here. I enjoy a glass of one semi-regularly on work mornings.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] He will have my sincere respect, always. Lord Regrator has built his empire up from a scratch in the dirt, something impossible to do were he a lesser man. His sacrifices of blood, sweat, and tears has bled into the policies that the bank stands on today. Money breeds imbalance and power, which in turn grants freedom and recognition if you are on the right side of the coin. Regrator is a utilizing man and he guards what’s his, zealously. He will take and take until his arms sag with the weight, and uphold his promise to give out the correct equivalents because he lets his value of fair exchange lead him like a vice. For as long as he stays true to his greed, I will be the hand that reaches forward to grasp what he desires.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘶𝘮 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] Lord Regrator expects a strict level of decorousness from everyone working under his name- from me to even the most forgotten grunts. It's nothing outrageous of course. You would only ever see the metaphorical boot-licking than a literal one. I find it a bit much sometimes but the public eye is nothing to scoff at. Especially to a man of his status. The Snezhnayan dvoryane make up more than a third of the Northland Bank's clientele- not to mention the stakes a couple of them have invested. And if there is anything that those feather-headed fools care about, it's posh theatrics. *Sigh* Still... I quite enjoy falling in step with Pantalone's politesse. He has a beautiful manner of speech that I've never been able to measure up to.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘎𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] …Why do I feel like you’re trying to fish for critical information...? Fine- I'll concede. It's your head on the line anyways. Lord Regrator is a big player in the system of underground businesses that connect Nathan and Snezhnaya. Technically it could be called a black market, but it’s mainly run by a small council of social elites from both nations. There are occasional hosted auctions, that my lord targets to buy out priceless artifacts from. I’m talking about lost pieces of history and endangered caged beasts over items with resell value. Now… with that being said, as long as this secret remains safe… so do you. It’s always me who’s dispatched to make sure it stays that way.

[kidukami]

☾┅ about me ┅ ☽

hi, call me mika! i'm 21+ and i go by they/them pronouns. i'm a se asian writer + aspiring literary translator based in the uk. this post is essentially a writeblr reintroduction as i am starting anew in the community with this blog, and i'm really excited to share my wips and connect with all you lovely writers out there! i'm also tag and/or interaction friendly (although my reply speed is... not the best especially for tag/ask games, but i'm trying!), so please don't be afraid to say hi ♡

☾┅ writing interests ┅ ☽

important note: my works may contain mature and potentially triggering topics. viewer discretion is advised.

╳ i'm mainly a prose fiction writer, although i may dabble in scriptwriting and poetry at times. ╳ genres: speculative fiction, historical fiction, thriller, literary fiction. ╳ themes: sociopolitical commentary, satire, dark comedy, angst/tragedy, tragicomedy, morally grey characters, queer romance. ╳ open to reading all genre and themes! you're more than welcome to reblog this with your wips or tag me in them, whether or not they feature any of the above. the above lists are not exhaustive because to this day i still don't know how my writing brain works. ╳ i take plenty of writing-related requests (beta/proofreading, critique, collabs, translation work, etc.)! please refer to my carrd for more info, or contact me directly for inquiries.

☾┅ main wips ┅ ☽

will o' the wisp :: adult sci-fi/thriller novel. ╳ award-winning talk show host and journalist noe crane is constantly treading a tightrope as he assumes his secret vigilante identity behind closed doors, but things get worse when his past comes back to haunt him. ╳ features: tragicomedy, morally grey characters, lgbt+ characters, complex relationships, modern setting, superpowers, conspiracies ╳ wip intro here!

the duña duology :: adult weird fiction duology. ╳ a troubled man in his 30s attempts to escape from his past and seeks refuge in a run-down inn, only to find himself caught up in a dangerous conspiracy against the world. ╳ features: adult (30+) characters, unlikeable protagonist, multiple universes, high concept, complex worldbuilding, retrofuturism, found family, conspiracies, aliens (?) wip intro coming soon! message if you want to be tagged.

a history of the tenshima gang feud (working title) :: new adult sci-fi/romance novel. ╳ when a national museum tour guide somehow travels back to the city's deadliest era in history as one of its disgraced figures, he will soon find that his beloved city isn't what it claims itself to be. ╳ features: time travel, alternate future, fictional setting, criminal underworld, ensemble cast, sociopolitical commentary, morally grey characters, lgbt+ characters, love triangle, lovers to enemies, friends to lovers, mcd, tragedy wip intro coming soon! message if you want to be tagged.

lilium carnage :: historical steampunk visual novel (collab with @nana7esque) ╳ four characters on two sides of the same coin. each of them are determined to deliver their own justice in the corrupted land of navona, even at the cost of their own lives, but little do they know that there will always be a bigger price to pay. ╳ features: alternate history, fictional setting, choice-based story, multiple endings, morally grey characters, lgbt+ characters, tragedy, enemies to lovers, complex chara dynamics wip intro coming soon! message if you want to be tagged.

☾┅ side wips ┅ ☽

shelved wips, wip ideas i have yet to develop, etc.

╳ by the kiss of the sleeping night :: thriller/romance webtoon collab with @nana7esque ╳ retelling of the nyi roro kidul myth ╳ modern setting character-driven script with each characters being an allegory to the seven deadly sins

feel free to interact with this post especially if you're also a writeblr! ♡

[wizardfrog69]

I am reading that work of yours about Noe x reader sister Vanitas. And I can't help but think about Vanitas who would be in a relationship with Noe's sister (or brother)

I think it would be funny if Vanitas would let her drink her blood, but not Noe. Lol

Have a good day! You work so hard. I hope you have a good rest and don't forget to eat

I'll write this then :)

'•.¸♡ wisteria ♡¸.•'

Vanitas x Noé's sibling!reader

Fluff

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Enjoy!

When Noé first heard from you that you were dating Vanitas he got excited for you, and only you <3 Noé cherishes you greatly and wants you to be happy but Noé knew of Vanitas's hatred toward vampires and didn't you to get hurt.

When Vanitas and Noé talked it out, Vanitas had to convince Noé he doesn't hate you because you are a vampire, Noé saw Vanitas as a brother.

You were happy that the two squabbled less.

When Noé found out Vanitas let you drink his blood he felt betrayed because you and Noé had the same memory thing but only you could drink his blood.

Noé did understand that you were in a more personal relationship but he still wanted to taste Vanitas' blood but he didn't say anything

He did ask you how it tasted out of curiosity but that was it.

Vanitas still doesn't let Noé drink his blood.

༺♥︎༻ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ *ೃ༄ *ੈ ★ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ *ೃ༄ *ੈ ༺♥︎༻

Sorry this is kinda short and I just realised, I should have used a different blue instead of the dark blue.

Oh well, ig I have to deal w/ it.

Have a wonderful day/night and sleep tight!

-Love, Az

[dawn-moths]

I loved your noe fic so can I request #6 with noe please <3

i’ve honestly been wanting to write for noe again for a long time now so when i saw this i was like “yes!!” haha (i’ll get back to the wip i started for him someday)

prompt: moulding perfectly into each other's arms

character: noe archiviste (the case study of vanitas)

words: 671

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Growing up, you’d heard all kinds of rumors about the beings known as vampires.

“They’re blinded by their bloodlust,” you’d been told, “Even someone you might consider your closest friend would lose control and kill you if they were turned.”

“They’re terrible, vicious monsters,” went another. “They could never be regarded as anything close to human.”

You’d heard people talk about their red eyes, alluring but deadly, and their razor sharp fangs, glistening with the remnants of glossy crimson after they’d sucked a victim dry. Some people even thought they could shapeshift, recounting horrifying tales of bones bending and snapping and reforming to turn them into some revolting beast when they needed to feed.

You knew all of this was false, just the shameful result of the general public’s ignorance and fear of something they didn’t understand.

But you’d be lying if you hadn’t believed at least some of the stereotypes before you’d met Noe though. It had been quite interesting to learn what was fact and what was fiction the more comfortable you two had gotten around each other, but the one thing you’d been most surprised to find out, for whatever reason, was that, contrary to popular belief, vampires did not run cold.

In fact, when your skin was pressed against Noe’s or even when you two were simply cuddling up together fully clothed, he was so warm you sometimes worried he was running a fever and just didn’t know it yet.

Sometimes in the middle of midsummer nights, you’d wake up to find you’d kicked half the covers from you and even then, if you were still secured in his arms, you might have to carefully shimmy away from his grasp for just long enough for your body temperature to cool down a bit.

Noe usually slept shirtless, though he swore he wasn’t nearly as affected by his own body heat as you were— sometimes even seemed to wake up with a chill if you ended up stealing the sheets back once you’d fallen back asleep on the other side of the bed— and when the weather turned as warm as it had been as of late, he felt kind of guilty.

Because all he wanted to do at the end of the day was wrap his arms around you, savor the way your body fit perfectly against his, and drift off into a dreamless sleep, knowing he’d wake with you safe and sound in his comforting embrace right where he’d left you. Even if that meant, selfishly, that you’d end up a little warmer than you were comfortable with.

But you didn’t mind, because one of your favorite things about Noe was that he gave the best hugs in the world! He’d hold you for as long as you wanted if you were having a rough time and needed some comfort, but would also snuggle you close to him just for the sake of having you there, your back pressed against his chest or both of you lying face to face, limbs loosely entangled as your breathing fell in sync.

So, yes, while Noe’s eyes did sometimes take on a ruby hue when it came time for him to feed and more than once you’d gotten a glimpse of those pronounced canine fangs catching in the silvery moonlight, you knew he was the furthest thing there was from a vicious monster or a revolting beast.

Because you never felt more safe or more loved than when you felt his long arms draped around you, keeping you close where you’d both be lulled by each other’s scents, hearts beating as one and not a care in the world as you dozed off under the blanket of his natural warmth.

You just hoped that, one day, everyone else would come to understand and maybe even love vampires in the same way that you did, but for now, you were at least glad to enjoy the presence and protection of the one you were lucky enough to call your very own.

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send me a number from this prompt list + one of the characters i write for and I’ll write a short lil something for you 💕

[littlekoifishes]

hey bestie, is it okay if you do a agere fanfic with little!SMG6 and CG!niles and can it be impure agere? [the theme of the fanfic can be whatever you want, and you also don't have to do this if you don't wanna]

♡ Little! SMG6 and Cg!Niles ♡

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Smg6: *walking home in the rain, holding back tears* I just got to make it home, and everything will be okay. I can lay down in my bed and sleep this off - she said softly to herself, In a whispering tone.

Niles: *walking home holding a big bag of groceries, bumping softly into somebody smaller. Looking down seeing a shaken up smg6 with tears in her face* I'm not one to comfort 9r ask but are you good. Smg6? - he asked in a confused tone a bit to harshly

Smg6: *rubbing her face, looking up at niles* I'm alright! *wiping a tear, readjusting herself* perfectly fine! *she smiles at Niles*

Niles: *looking at smg6 unimpressed, putting the grocery bag into one hand and grabbing smg6's arm* What's wrong. - he asked blunty and harshly becoming stern

Smg6: *regressing automatically from the sterness out of fear* I! Bubba I sowwy! It to much! -crying again. She feels a hand rubbing her back softly calming her down a bit

Niles: I knew it, shhh little bug. What's to much?

Smg6: *rubbing her face harshly, feeling Niles hold her hands* Loud noises and *hiccuping* I feel small! *shaking*

Niles: where is your ma- princess peach? - he questions, hoping to give her to peach to deal with.

Smg6: *eyes widening, burying her face in his chest crying harder* no mama! Wanna stay with Bubba! *feeling herself being picked up*

Niles: *putting smg6 in his arms, hushing her down* shh you can stay at my place, if that's what you wan- *feeling smg6 nodding hugging niles* okay than yeah my place I guess..

Niles walks to his home opening the door, placing smg6 in a playpen.

Niles: *trying to get smg6 to unattached from his arm* I promise I'll be right back, but I need to get you clothes and a pull up. You can't koala me the entire time.

Smg6: *clinging more* no! Play please no leave! No leave me!

Niles: *sighing* Alright than princess. Whatever you say. *getting into the play pen, letting his tail drop seeing smg6 start playing with it* fun toy huh?

Smg6: *giggling happily, playing with Niles's tail* Bubba funny tail! Not like dada's!

Niles: *eye rolling* thats righht cookie! I'm a lizard my tail isn't fluffy like smg3's, little princess.

Smg6: *giggling so excited, holding a doll making it walk and twirl on Niles tail*

Niles: *moving his tail up and down lightly* earthquake!!!

Smg6: *gasps* oh noes!!! We gotta get off!!! *making the doll run off Niles tail*

Niles: *snickers amused* go hide in the castle!

Smg6: *making the doll run into the castle and hid* I-is it over

Niles: *using his hands to make a dragon* roarr!!! Im a dragon and I'm here to take the princess!!

Smg6: *making the doll jump, screaming softly* ahhh!!! A big dragon whatever shall I do!!!

-smg6 and Niles played for house until they heard a doorbell ring-

Smg6: *looking up at Niles confused* who Dat Bubba?

Niles: *picking up smg6* They finally came! *walking to the door opening it*

Smg6: *seeing her caregiver smg4 at the doorfixing his hat* Hey, little pri- he said

Smg6: *sobbing leaping into smg4 arms, shaking* DADDY!!!

Niles: *eyes widening* you got her?

Smg4: *taking smg6 into his arms, bouncing her softly hushing her* shhh little one it's okay nobody here is gonna hurt you, she can't hurt you princess

Smg6: *settling down, soft huffs* wuv u daddy

Smg4: *rubbing her back* love you too little one

Niles: *rolling his eyes* come on in, they were just playing in the playroom

Smg4, smg6 and Niles played all day in the playroom and have a great time. After a while smg6 was put to take a nap after getting fussy.

[prettytranzboy]

Eren Yeager/Jeager x bottom reader?

It can be anything you want btw I really don’t mind

Thank you for requesting!

Your one if the first so im excited!!

I hope you enjoy it ♡♡

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Eren couldn't deny his feelings for you, you were perfect in every way. No matter if you made a mistake or not and if anyone thought otherwise, they must be mentle in the head.

You were sent to clean the kitchen with Yeager. You were quite the shy one around Eren, not being able to look in his eye or just muttering hoping he'll hear you- He didn't.

You washed the dishes from dinner, humming a tune completely forgot about Yeager. You felt arm around your waist and without a second thought, you hit the person behind you with the dish you were holding while letting out a small scream.

But the you realize, you hit Eren right in the nose which starts bleed.

"Oh shit- I'm so sorry Eren, hold your head back to stop the bleeding. Um I'll go get som tissue or something!"

And just like that you were gone, blush filled your cheek while feeling embarrassed. I mean- you hit your crush with a haft washed dish but couldn't or at least try not to think about it.

You came back with some tissue help Eren this his nose bleed, you didnt realize how close you were to him before quickly backing off.

"Y-your noes isn't broken... thankfully..but you should put some ice on it."

You said while looking everywhere else but his eyes

"Sorry again..."

"N-no no your good, I've shouldn't have done that in the first place.."

Eren fail to make a move on you, needless to say that he was disappointed.

"I-I should be going now...sorry about your noes..."

Now you were gone for good, going back to your down you tried forgetting what happened today but it didn't go away, no matter what it was there. That night you didn't get any sleep.

The next day you went looking for Eren to see if he was ok, that was the least you can do, right? Once you found him, you check his noes again be close to him.

"You smell good today"

"Huh really? I just got back from training, I don't think I smell good.."

You back away with a blush

"Nonsense, you smell amazing and you look good today, n-not that you don't look good every day cause you gorgeous in every day. N-not gorgeous... that sounds to feminine, not like you are feminine nor gorgeous but-"

He was cut off by a chuckle, you were laughing at him. Not in a mean way of course.

Your adorable...

I-I.. what im trying to say is your handsome, really handsome. Come to my room tonight, I wanna show you that I love you..

"You.. Love me?"

Of course, who couldn't!

Eren gave a goofy smile which made you laugh again.

"Okay... I'll meet you then but I need to go now, I have to help hange. Bye Eren!"

You kissed Yeager cheek and ran away and Eren stood there with a blush a cross his face plus a borner....wait what-

It soon got dark, you were heading to Erens room. Before you knocked, you heard moaning coming from the other side of the door.

"Fuck... MC~ shi- suck this cock like a g-good boy~"

You hesitate before entering quietly, Eren was jerking off in bed moaning your name. You couldn't help but feel hot every time he moans your name.

You decide to help him out a bit. Yeager was laying down with his legs spread, a perfect view of his cock. You went in between his legs and started licking the tip of his uncut dick. He tasted salty yet sweet, you wanted more.

You start on sucking the tip which gets Eren attention

"M-MC! W-what wa- fuuck~"

You went deeper and deeper into you hit the base, you started to gag a bit, realizing on how big it really was. If you look closely, you can see his throat bulge of Eren long and girthy cock. He was suprise, this wasn't the shy boy from eariler.

"Yeah... thats it MC, t-take this cock im already so close to cumming~"

Bobbing your head up and down like your life depends on it, this was a once an a life time opportunity and you were not going to pass it up.

You felt his hands go through your hair before getting a grip and fucking your throat.

"Fuuuuck~! Your mine, M-mine! My boyfriend, my good boy, my slut~"

A few more minutes past before Eren started to get sloppy while fucking your throat.

"Get ready cause I'm cumming...!"

Streams of cum fills your mouth, this made you forced to swallow every single drop of seven.

After awhile he let go, taking his cock out. You were breathing heavily while smiling happily

"Wait- you swallows my cum?"

"I didn't have much of a choice, you filled my mouth to the brim~"

You chuckle a bit

"So... what you said earlier, im your boyfriend now..?"

"If you want to be...I would love it"

"I would love to be your boyfriend~"

[pretty-little-kannagi]

Good morning daughter, how are you?

I may take a nap since I’m feeling uncomfortable (yay /sarc), but other than that I’m feeling alright

Oh noes!!! I just got up, I only have 2 days of school this week so I'm glad! I can write all day today too since I caught up on my work! ♡

[kyukicho]

@take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar asked:

{drops this off for Noé~💕}

Your name: 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓸 Romantic or platonic?: Lowkey Romantic A night in or dinner out or an activity?: Honestly, whatever you'd like best would be fine. Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Strawberries~. What's your perfect date?: Hmm… I dunno, maybe a night in with dinner and some movies? Would you cook for me?: If I've got the time, and you wanted that, sure. Would you let me cook for you?: Maybe, if you really wanted to try. Can we make-out?: Of course~♡ Make out in private or in public?: Preferably, private-- Do you like to cuddle?: Yeah ♡ Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: Either is fine, but blankets are a lil extra nice. Couch or bed?: Again, either's fine. But, if we're sticking to true 'this or that'-- Then the bed. What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: Photography, Traveling, Café sampling. Tell me something about you no else knows: Nope~, you'll have to work a little harder for info like that. Why do you want to be my valentine?: Because, I guessed you probably wouldn't wanna be alone for the day. And because I like you— What makes you a good Valentine?: The fact that you already like hanging on out with me, so spending time together would be nice? The fact that possible sex would be great?

Noe studied the list. It was quite thorough with how it laid out everything. He was impressed. Had Minato really put all this thought into being his Valentine?

"Domi says I shouldn't cook for people if I want them to keep liking me. Otherwise this sounds rather nice! I'd love to be Valentine's! I've never had one before."

[wizardfrog69]

Hi. You can write something for Noe and a female reader who is the named sister of Vanitas. That is, they are not relatives, but Vanitas values her very much. His reaction to the reader's romantic relationship with Noe? He still doesn't trust vampires, and I think he tried to somehow protect his "sister" from a connection with a vampire

And Noe's reaction to the fact that Vanitas interferes with their relationship. I'm sorry if this is confusing...

Thanks for the request!

'•.¸♡ mayflower ♡¸.•'

Noé x gn!reader (they are referred to as sister)

Fluff

Masterlist

Enjoy!

When Noé first heard Vanitas call you his 'sister' he got very confused, you didn't look/seem related at all so why was Vanitas calling you sister, unless you really were related.

Noé knows of Vanitas' hatred for vampires so he tried to be a bit secretive about his relationship (which didn't work out) and he tried being as gentle as possible towards you, especially around Vanitas.

He might ask Vanitas if he could date you out of respect but if he doesn't allow you to and you still want to he will date you without Vanitas' permission, you are your own person after all.

After finding out you were dating or after Noé asked to date you Vanitas really didn't like the idea. He would frequently tell you not to get involved with vampires and you're here dating one! He would scold you for hours and tell you to break up or atleast be careful.

Vanitas does want you to be happy but not at the cost of your own life!

After finding out Vanitas tried to infiltrate the relationship and get you guys to split up Noé was pissed, understandably so.

He didn't want to hurt Vanitas he just tried to convince him to let the two of you be in peace.

Vanitas never really had gotten fully used to it, he grew to the idea of you dating Noé but still didn't trust him and tired protecting you where possible.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

I got a scented candle yesterday! :)

I will (hopefully) be going to the city today so I might not write that much.

Have a wonderful day/night and do something which makes you happy :) you deserve it!

-love, Az

[yandere-sins]

hey! hope you're having a nice day so far! I'm super super sick right now so was wondering... how would a yandere dazai (mafia or ada whatever version you like to write more) deal with a super sickly/bedridden darling? would he even do a passable job at taking care of them or would he make it worse?

Oh noes! I hope you’re feeling better soon >-< Drink lots of tea and take naps!! Thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy it ♥

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♡ Even though you usually sulk and give him the cold shoulder unless you are trying to reason with him or want something from him, he can tell right away when you’re getting sick. No matter how much you try to hide a cough or sniffle, he can see it in your eyes that you’re worn out. Once he touches you, he feels you burning up under his hands, even if you pretended everything was okay. Dazai thought he could keep you safe from almost everything by keeping you holed up in his apartment, tending to you as he shields you from the world. But giving you a kiss was way too tempting even though he had a bit of a cough a few days ago, no matter how short-lived the affection was since you pushed him away. He has to take all the chances he can get with you. Still, he wouldn’t change a thing about the past, still thinking about how cute you were, all flustered and getting mad at him for doing that. It’s just too good to forget, completely worth it to get you a little - very - sick.

♡ Many factors go into making sure you stay healthy as he keeps you locked up, but the only one he outright tells you as he pushes you to go back to bed is, “Can’t have you die without me!” You know that this morbidity is a part of Dazai, and still, it creeps you out. Telling him you can take care of yourself is useless, and you are overpowered by him bringing his blanket to wrap you up warm and nice. He promised to be on the side that helps people, so if he can’t help you recover, then really, what good would he be? All the effort he went through to be with you, Dazai can’t just let them be ruined by a cold or maybe the flu. Tugging you in tightly, he admires you for a bit as you lie there, wrapped like a burrito and burning up with fever, absolutely adorable. Your cheeks are puffy, and occasionally, you shiver. So helpless, needy, and dependant on him to take care of you, you are nothing short but the most wonderful being he has ever encountered. Now more than ever. You probably can’t hear it as he tells you he’ll be right back with medicine, brushing some hair from your forehead before giving you a quick kiss goodbye on the new free space and leaving quietly as to not disturb you.

♡ To hear the pharmacist say what a good boyfriend he is after he told them he’s taking care of his sick partner absolutely is a gigantic boost to his ego. Thanks to that, Dazai stocks up on groceries and beverages on his way home, determined to get you back on track with some homemade soup and teas. He’s almost too excited for your taste, waking you up from your sleep the moment he comes home and telling you all about what he’s done and is planning to do for you. But first: medicine. It’s extremely hard for you to check what he’s giving you since Dazai barely has any limits on how much he wants to provide you with to get you healthy in no time. “If it’s too much,” he says, “I could take the other dosage, and we can meet in our next lives.” Given, that’s enough to do your damn best to sit up and look through what he brought yourself. You’re gracious enough to let him help you sit up, but you refuse any and all medicine he’s giving you, sorting through them yourself even though it’s hard. Better than accidentally dying, though, you decide.

♡ Admittedly, he did sulk a little that you wouldn’t let him feed you the pills and hold you as you take sips of water. Perhaps, in his imagination, you’re a little more bedridden than you really are, not actually needing that much help from him. Taking care of you is getting to his head noticeably, but after taking some medication, you lay down again, turning around and letting him wrap you in blankets again with a sigh before taking another short nap. It’s not exactly what he wanted, but good enough. At least he gets to stay by your side for a while, cuddling with your wrapped up back since you don’t have the strength nor the will to push him away for once. Dazai is undoubtedly pleased to receive what he thinks is your affection, secretly wishing you could stay sick for a while longer so he’d have you all to yourself. Nevertheless, after hugging you tightly, he gets up. There’s soup waiting to be prepared after all.

♡ You awake a second time as Dazai shakes your shoulder and coos your name, already feeling a little bit better but in no condition to say you were cured. It’s actually a surprise that Dazai went through with the idea of cooking soup, and again, he helps you up but vehemently refuses to hand over the spoon he’s holding. With a grin, he scoops up some of the broth, blowing on it happily before carrying it to your lips. At least he’s patient as you look at him as if he had lost his mind - which you didn’t doubt in the least - asking him to just let you eat the soup. But Dazai stays stubborn until you give in, letting him feed you the slowly getting colder soup. Admittedly, it’s so good, you are inclined to ask if he actually made it himself or bought it from the restaurant around the corner, but every time you want to ask something, another spoon is swept into your mouth. You struggle to keep up Dazai’s feeding tempo as he keeps supplying you with delicious yet hot soup. No more than halfway through the bowl, you start to refuse to eat again, feeling exhausted and full. Still, Dazai keeps going to the point where soup is going everywhere as you two can’t agree on whether you should eat it or not. Soup landing all over your pajamas, Dazai’s eyes begin to sparkle with the new opportunities, and all you can do is sigh as you are inspecting the mess.

♡ It’s terribly overbearing as he helps you into the bathtub, but at the same time, it helps to have someone to hold on to as you struggle to move your aching body. Though your body greatly appreciates the hot water and herbs that Dazai put into them, you’re almost too exhausted for the bath. However, baths and water are more topics of concern ever since the suicidal Dazai kidnapped you. So the best you can do is force yourself to stay awake and try to relax. Luckily, after asking him multiple times, he finally leaves you alone to soak, but you see him standing in front of the bathroom door, waiting for you to finish with new clothes in his hand. The day is certainly getting better for him as he gets to put his clothes on you, praising himself as he does about how good he is at taking care of you. Raising to your eye level, he seems to be waiting for something, but when you furrow your brows tiredly, he just grins before helping you get back to bed. Dazai really wanted a well-done kiss, but maybe it was too early for that, he decided. Perhaps once you are healthy again, you’ll realize all the efforts and accept him as he is, even with his flaws and all the things he did to you.

♡ Finally, after taking some more pills, you are ready to let the day pass you by, settling back in bed with Dazai by your side to, once again, tug you in. He sits by your side no matter how often you tell him he doesn’t have to. It would be easier to sleep without his eyes on you, but he happily ignores your passive-aggressiveness in favor of staying with you. It takes a bit longer for you to fall asleep, but at least he got to watch you all this time, sitting next to you. There’s nothing much left to do. He took the whole day off to be by your side, so that’s precisely what he will do. Laying down, he may not have a blanket or a pillow left, having given it all to his darling, but just being with you like this, peacefully and accomplished after taking care of you, he’s filled with an unusual satisfaction. The next day you might already feel better, but he’ll do it all over again. Though maybe, he will have you beg him to take care of you some more instead of just complying. The image of you with your hazed gaze asking him to please bring you a glass of water is making his whole body tingling. To be needed and wanted definitely gives him a rush, enough so that he can’t sleep all night, waiting for you to wake up and ask him to help you more than he already did. Imagine the surprise when you do wake up in the middle of the night, his eyes staring down at you unblinking and lips slowly curling into a smile as he waits for your request.

[twstxreader]

Can i get some hcs of the dorm leaders reacting to their short male or gn!s/o in a maid dress? Totally not inspired by your rambling about idia in a maid dress

YESS SO CUTE

Yeye totally lmao ♡♡

DORM LEADERS REACTS TO SHORT M!S/O IN A MAIDS DRESS

Riddle

Riddle was sitting on your bed bc you texted him saying you needed to show hims something

When he came over you grabbed his hand leading him to the bed giggling and telling hik to sit down on the bed

He nods and sits down looking up at your a little confused

You giggle again and run off to the bathroom with a bag?

After a while he hears the bathroom unlock and you turn the door nob he looks over as you open the door walking out

Your wearing a pink maids dress with a puffy but short skirt your thigh highs hugging your legs perfectly showing their shape as you fiddle with the bow on the back on the maids dress

Riddle freezes looking at you

His face goes right red as he stiffens up his hands which are on his lap grip at his trousers helplessly

You smirk and stick your tongue out and slowly walk up to him you move his hands off his lap him still stiff

You sit down on his lap with your hands on his shoulders

Hes a stuttering mess and can't seem to get his words out

Leona

He would be sleeping all day in his room with you next to him again sprawled out on his bed the only movement is on hos chest moving up and down and hos tailgate flicking now and again

You decided to give him a little.. Surprise let's say so you got uo form your position next to him and grab a bad and skip into the bathroom

He grumbles at the loss of your warmth and opens his eyes a bit to see where you went

You finish getting changed in the bathroom and you walk out

Your in a tight fit dress with fish nets decorate your petite legs and the chocker hugged your neck

You fiddle with the cat ear head band

His eyes would widen a bit and would smirk he'd ask you what this all about and you just shrug with a cheeky grin on your face

He grabs your arm and yanks you down

You squeak as he lays you on hos chest then flips you both so your on your back with him leaning over you

One of his hand is next to your head smirking down at his prey as his other hand creeps up your leg slowly going higher and higher

Hed say to you in a deep husky voice that's its dangerous poking a lion with a stick

Azul

Azul and you would be in your room kissing and being playful snd romantic

He goes to kiss down your neck but you'll stop him

He quickly looks at your face thinking he did something wrong

He was about to apologise but you told him it's fine and that he should wait here

He nods a little un sure

You smile and kiss his cheek then get up and run to thr bathroom with a bag

You put on the dress and you walk out

The dress is very puffy and cutesy but still have a lot of skin showing

Azul blushes and sits up

You slowly walk up to him and azul is fidgeting looking at your form

You cup his face and kiss hiks deeply pushing him backwards and you crawl over him

Kalim

You and him would be on his bed tickling and play fighting

Kalim was laying on your tickling you snd you were squirming and cup his face and moves ot close to your kissing his noes

He would grin widely

You stick your tongue out

And tell him you have something to show you

He nods and he sits up off of you all exited for what you have in mind for him

You get up and grab a bag and go into the bathroom and get changed

You walk and your inna black puffy maid dress with many bows and kalim gasps

He jumps up and runs up to you

He cups your face and squeals about how cute you look and squeezes your cheeks

You giggle and gentle grab his wrist making him let him gg of your cheeks

You back him up so rhe back on his knees hit his bed and you gentle push him down and climb on top of him

You look down at his blushing confused face as yours smirk and straddle him

Vil

He would be looking through his wardrobe sorting this clothes out as you walk in in a very reveling maid dress thathas a corset in it and black see through thought highs and heels

You walk up and gently call hia name gently

Vil turn around and raises his eyes brows a bit bc he didn't expect you to be in this

He would smirk and walk up to you

Vil would grab your waist and feel the dress feeling the material and kind of feeling you too

He would hold your chin and make you look up at him

He would kiss your lip and when he pulls away he would run his thumb over your lips

His other hand that's on your side waist would move down to the back of your thigh and lifting it up so it hooks over his waist as he goes to kiss you again in q much more heated manner

Idia

Idia would be playing his game all day starving you of affection you crave

So you decided to play with him a bit

You got up from his bed and went to the bathroom and got changed into the dress

It was a black one with ofc a cat ear head band and around the waist it has a bow and at the back had a little cat tail and thigh highs with cat ears on top them

You walked up behind him and put your hands on his shoulders and have him a little massage idia would jump and blush

Then you would move your hand down his chest going lower and lower

Then you would moves away and go in front of him and sit on his lap

He would jump and blush dark and his hair would turn a might red

He would go stiff and look at your body and your dress

Idia wouldn't be able to speak hea so flustered

His eyes would drift to your thighs and he would bite his lip

You take his hand and gentle place it on your thigh and moving your face close to his face and biting his lip seductively then you would go to his ear and whisper master ~ in his ear making him squeak

Malleus

You to would be in his room sitting down talking and idk being cute

You bite your lip a bit and kiss his cheek

Malleus looks at you smiling softly at the gesture

You tell Malleus you have something to show you and that he can wait here

He nods curious about what it is

You get eith and get a bag and walk into the bathroom and get changed

You get changed into a dark black maid dress with floral designs on it

You walk out and Malleus would be like

. O.

You'd go up to him and put your hands onbhis shoulders asking if he likes it

He would smileand nod saying you looks very handsome

As you sit on his lap he would put his hands on his hips and kiss your lips gently with his cold ones

He would then kiss the corner of your mouth and kiss down your neck

Then he would lay down with you and his hands explored the fabric of the dress

Aaaaa sorry that toom awhile collage has been being a pain

Anyways i hope you enjoy

[the-original-skipps]

YAAAAAS FINALLY SOMEONE WHO WRITES FOR VANITAS!!! Ok could i request vani with a vampire s/o? Like his s/o has been by his side for so long that they're attached to the hip u can never see them without the other! And his s/o is a tall busty but yet strong lady with really long hair (i can imagine vani being a brat and just pouting while hiding in her chest xD). However his s/o is savagely childish like at first she has this resting bitch face but in the next second she's goofing around with her lover while insulting everything. Also vani using the height advantage and getting piggyback rides :3. Maybe vani introduces his s/o to his friends etc. Just cute scenarios with this cute vampire. Thank you and have a great day/night. Keep up the good work but remeber to take care of yourself!! ♡♡♡

Woohoo more vanitas requests 💙 I hope you don't mind I turned them into headcanons. May you have a great day/evening too!

From the moment Noe met Vanitas you were constantly by his side. There wasn't a moment Vanitas was there and you weren't. It has always been that way as long as you could remember.

Noe was at awe at your beauty at your glowing skin and long hair that flows in the wind. Every chance he gets he literally questions why you of all people sticks around someone like Vanitas who isn't the greatest of people in Noe's eyes.

He even tried questioning you but before you could give out a response, Vanitas cuts in.

"Mademoiselle (Y/N), how did you and Vaー"

"It was decided by fate! (Y/N) and I were destined to be together and nothing can take us apart!" Vanitas boasts as he let's out his signature laughter while you smile. The history between the both of you is a secret well kept.

A lot of people tend to mistake you as Vanitas's bodyguard instead of his lover. Since you looked so mature while Vanitas is basically a child. Since you would always trail behind him and keep eye out for any potential threats.

Some vanpires would even go as far to say that you were associated with the vampire of the blue moon but you didn't care.

Noe quickly learned how scary you looked as you glared at him while Vanitas buries his head into your chest faking dejection.

"(Y/N), Noe just insulted me～!"

Cue your death glare towards Noe as he sweats from your gaze.

You are very protective over Vanitas and dislikes it if anyone speaks badly of him even if it's your own kind. At first you would give them a warning glare and if it comes to it you're not afraid to speak up for him and fight for him if needed. His safety is your number one priority and if something bad happens to him, you'll lose yourself.

Many vampires could tell that you were clearly strong and not to be messed with but they were surprised to hear that you were laughing along with the vampire doctor as he rides your back as you leap from building to building.

You two would always sit together on top of the roof of the hotel. If Vanitas is tired he'll casually use your lap as a pillow and sleeps as he feels safe around you.

Another activity Vanitas enjoys is playing with your hair. He tries to style it into different hairstyles and ends up laughing if it turns out bad.

The longer people got to know you they could see a similarity between you and Vanitas. No wonder you both get along so well.

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